"Raine, it's been two days." Zoe sighed. As Raine's best friend, Zoe had begun questioning Raine's sanity. She had never seen anyone as stubborn and hard-headed as her mahogany-headed friend.

Seriously, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry when Raine insisted on lugging her around on a phone-hunt around town that lasted the entire weekend. Yes it was hard to live without your phone, but usually you stop the spamming-my-phone-with-calls-to-track-it-down after a day or so, and move on with life, aka, get a new phone or use your old phone.

And, she knew Raine had two phones, one for work, and the other for personal stuff, so technically, she still had her other one even with her personal phone lost.

Zoe rolled her eyes, watching in exasperation as Raine skidded around like a headless fly. "This is why you should back-up your phone on your computer." Zoe deadpanned. "What's so important in your phone anyway? Some work stuff?"

"Yes, no, I don't know, I just—I'm so restless without it." Raine bit her nails.

Zoe widened her eyes at her friend's actions, brows furrowing unconsciously. Raine had used to bite her nails all the time before... that happened, and ever since then, she'd deleted this bad habit from her history, or more accurately, forgot she had such a terrible habit.

"You have something important inside?" Zoe said slowly, something from... before? About him? At the thought of that, her eyes narrowed.

Frankly, Zoe didn't want her to remember anything from before. Raine should just stay exactly as how she was her right now—happy and carefree. Zoe looked down, eyelids lowered to lace the scary glint she knew would gloss across her eyes whenever she recalled it.

In all honesty, Zoe wished she had the guts to just throw away her phone back when Raine had woken up. She didn't though, she didn't want to make Raine's decisions for her; she had no business in doing so.

Raine thumped her head. "I don't know, I think so? Whatever, I just know I can't lose it."

"Why don't you use your other one first, you'll come across your phone again if fate permits." Zoe joked. Right, like how fate let him come back? Hah. Who was she kidding?

"Right, fate huh?" Raine sighed. "My phone aside, when's your trip, Zoe?" The girl whipped around, the very suggestive smile gracing her lips had Zoe wondering if she had been imagining up all her previous moping.

"End of the month." Zoe pursed her lips, knowing exactly what the girl was thinking.

"I think you need a set designer." Raine advertised herself, "what d'you think about me?"

"What about your job?" Zoe asked in hopes of veering her attention elsewhere.

"You know my job's an on-and-off thing, when Layni calls I get a gig, when she doesn't, I don't." Raine said happily, as though very proud of her unstable income.

"When's your next gig?"

"After your trip." Raine replied confidently.

Zoe narrowed her eyes. "... You don't even know when my trip starts, much less end."

"Baby, I don't even need a salary. All you have to do is feed me good food. I'm offering free manual labour here Zoe. Take it or take it." Raine waved her hands enticingly.

Zoe punched her keyboard. "You mean an all-expense paid holiday for you and work for me?"

"Zoe, I promise I will help you carry the cameras and your laptop. And I promise I won't lose your car keys (again). Besides, your crew knows me too, and I know how you work, won't it be more efficient than hiring other people?" Raine appealed. She was definitely going to hitch a ride on this photo shoot trip no matter what.

Zoe chewed on that train of thought. It would optimise time and cost, that was provided Raine didn't screw up, which she did quite often. "Let me think about it."

"Awesome, take your time, no worries, it's 25th today, totally not the end of the month yet."